One minute you’re bobbing along fine and dandy, not a care in the world apart from where the next night out / weekend away / holiday is coming from. The next minute – BAM – society’s on your back and the sound of everyone’s opinionated voices coincides quite horrifically with that awful biological clock of yours that has started ticking ever so noisily of late.
I’m absolutely sure I’m recounting an age-old tale here that all women experience at some point in their lives but I guess we all have our own unique take on this timeless story.
For me, it all changed when I got to 26 (I’m now 28). I’d always been open-minded, indifferent, whatever about the prospect of having a family until I’d been with my partner for a couple of years and started to think, ‘this is someone I really love and I could see myself having a family with this person in the future.’
It was around about this point when the questions really began from other people. Or perhaps I’d been asked these questions for a long while but had only begun to take notice of them when I was inwardly asking myself the same thing.
“When are you going to have children?”
“You’re 26 now; you can’t mess around forever, you know.” (Ok, so that’s more of a really irritating opinion rather than a question).
So, the past couple of years have generally been filled with me asking myself, and listening to other people ask me, when I’m going to pop out some kids. And I’m still none the wiser, purely because, for one reason or another, it’s just not the right time right now and to be honest, I don’t know when it will be.
I’ve also been asking myself how, exactly, has society managed to get me in such a stranglehold? I’m an intelligent woman so why are my thoughts being dominated by babies, babies, babies – this is surely not all I’m ultimately about?!
What I’d ideally like is a holiday away from society, some time away in which I can just be ME and not worry about what the future holds, not wonder constantly about whether I’m making the right decisions blah, blah, blah. But in reality, I ain’t ever going to escape the sound of this ticking clock until it either ‘just happens’ or it becomes too late.
Have you, as a woman, found yourself pressurised by society to have children? Has the sound of your ticking ‘clock’ taken you by surprise?! I’d love to hear your thoughts!